"ah."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the crutch from the young man's hand.

The familiar touch made him feel a sense of peace of mind.

"Thanks."

The old man looked at Xiao Xiao.

He is a very careful child.

......

"You're welcome."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

......

"I want to thank you too."

The old lady has almost recovered her calm.

"If it weren't for you, the old woman would be in trouble."

......

Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Have you injured your feet?"

Although he supported the old man in time, it was not ruled out that the old man's fall was because of the old man's ankle.

......

"yes."

The old man looked down at the old lady's feet.

"Have you injured your feet?"

"No-"

Seeing that the old man was still unwilling to accept it, the old lady moved her feet.

"Look, it's okay."

......

A few seconds later, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

He retracted his gaze that fell on the old lady's feet.

"It's fine."

"Really, OK, why are you almost falling?"

"I'm not careful at such an age."

......

The old man "screamed" the old lady.

There was a bit of anger in his words.

......

The old lady turned her head.

Look in the direction where the petals flew away before.

"The flowers...fly away..."

The low and dumb voice was almost silent.

......

But the old man heard it.

The expression on his face gradually calmed down.

"Flying away... and flying away..."

“…it’s going to fly away…”

......

"Old grandma."

Xiao Xiao opened and closed his five fingers.

......

The old lady's eyes widened.

The turbid eyes clearly reflected the other person's palm... Plum blossom?!

It was the plum blossom that she caressed and flew away from her pointing just now.

this......

......

The old lady looked at the young man in front of her in disbelief.

How could the flowers that were clearly blown away by the wind appear in the hands of this young man?

......

“I picked it up from there.”

Xiao Xiao looked up at the location of the wall.

......

Picked up?

there?

The old lady blinked.

Oh~.

So that's it.

The wind just now was indeed gone soon.

Then, it is very likely that the petals fall near the wall.

Thinking of this, the old lady's suspicion and surprise faded a lot.

She reached out.

I want to touch the flowers in the hearts of young people's palms.

No.

This probably cannot be called a flower.

There are only a few petals.

How can it be called a flower?

Even if these petals were picked up by this young man, the flowers... are no longer there.

......

The old lady rubbed her fingers on the petals.

It has a soft texture.

"young people."

She looked at Xiao Xiao, "Thank you."

"Save me..."

"I saved this flower too..."

......

The old lady looked down at the broken petals for a while.

Then he slowly squatted down with the tree trunk beside him.

......

"Why?"

The old man subconsciously grabbed the old lady's arm.

Then he seemed to remember something, and he squatted down together.
To be continued...